Lando Norris | Formula 1

Chapter Eight

My return to rally racing was announced yesterday. My phone has been going off twenty-four-seven since then, family and friends called.

I texted Max that I would be hard to reach, due to all the media things I had to do.

For the last week I have trained and gotten in shape for the race and drove lots of practice laps.

I was ready, and more importantly I was ready for facing my dad in the races again.

"Nat, Kai is looking for you" Andreas called out to me in the gym. I nodded and turned up the music as I lifted the weights.

"How is the back?" Andreas asked as he watched me struggle. He didn't like the weight I put on my back.

"It's fine. It will be fine" I say with a grunt as I let the weight bar fall to the ground with the weights on.

"Good, tomorrow is the first race" Andreas reminds me.

I take off my gloves and sit down on the ground. I feel empty and tired.

Lando and I hadn't talked much after our beach moment. They had to do the next races and were occupied with that.

And I was occupied with getting ready to race on my own.

"Here he comes" Andreas sing and hurried away. "Nathalie!" Kai shouts and race towards me.

I turn to him wonder what I did.

"Your father is here. He wants to see you. He's demanding it" Kai said, knowing it wasn't good.

"Is he inside the building?" I ask. "He is" Kai says and I nod before following Kai.

I could handle him.

I put on my Redbull jacket and zipped it halfway up and walked behind Kai.

I calmed my breathing as Kai lead me into a glass room.

I closed the door behind me and saw Jos stand there.
He wasn't happy what was for sure.

"Jos" I greet with a nod and put my hands behind my back.

"Daughter. I see you're preparing for tomorrow" He nodded at my appearance and I nod shortly.

"What are you doing here?" I ask wanting to get this over with

"I wanted to see my daughter and chat" he says with his usual smirk.

"Well, now you have seen me and had more than five words exchanged. That's a chat" I say coldly.

"It's good to see that you're back from last years accident" Jos commented and stepped closer.

Memories flashed behind my eyes and I gulped.

"Accident? It was an incident and you know it" I say clenching my jaw.

He was the cause of it. I should know.

"Accident, dear. I hear you didn't invite Max to the race, why?" Jos asked confused.

"You didn't want a formula one winner at the race did you? Not to see you at least, right?" Jos mocked with a smirk.

"Definitely not to see you either then" I comment and that ticks off Jos.

He gets in my face within a blink of an eye.

I remain unfazed by him. I stand my ground. He's in my territory. He won't do shit here.

"I think it's time for you to leave, Jos" I say and Jos looks me up and down in disgust before leaving for the door.

"Watch your back, literally, little one" Jos spits and pulls the door open

• Meanwhile •

Lando googled Nathalie and quickly got bombed with articles of her victories. But also with the famous incident last year.

Lando saw a video was uploaded on YouTube and he pressed the video.

"Nathalie Verstappen is going for it! She's overtaking another car! Holy moly she's going fast! Who is she overtaking? Oh my god! It's her own father Jos Verstappen in the Citroen! Oh my god, he drives into her front wheel! He got her bad!" The announcer shouts.

Then a gasp echoes the entire crowd and the announcer becomes quiet. "Oh my god! Turn it off. Turn it off!! Get an ambulance to number twelve! Verstappen is down! The car is flying in the air, into the fence! The top is broken! Nathalie is thrown out of the car!" The announcer shouts in horror.

Lando's hand goes to his mouth in shock. The sounds of sirens in the video goes off and the video of the smoking, broken car Nathalie was thrown out of, is shown.

"Oh my god" The announcer says in shock.

"It was Jos Verstappen" Was the last words mumbled from the announcers mouth and then the video ended.

Lando clenched his jaw as he read about her injuries after. A collapsed lung, a fractured back, spine issues, collapsed ribs and a concussion and multiple cuts and wounds.

He saw pictures that were leaked from the hospital. Lando's heart shattered as he saw the broken face of the girl he had come to fancy.

She was smiling all the time to this date, she was a happy, positive person who gave it her all every time she was in someone's company.

Lando had seen her.

Maybe there was more to all the happiness after all.

Lando's phone went off as a group call announced on his screen. It was multiple Formula One drivers.

Lando picked up and saw multiple faces on the screen.

"Hey, what's up?" Lando asks.

"Max and I got a great idea! Why don't we fly in to see Nathalie's first race of the season?" Daniel hurriedly says.

More than a handful of the guys cheered a yes as Lando joined with his yes.

"Let's do that! When do we have to leave?" Lando asks and looks at the time.

"We can take a flight at 5AM and then arrive as she starts the race at midday" Max says memorizing the information.

"Alright, I'm in" Lando says and Max counts everyone that wanted to join.

"Hey, Max. Is it true Nathalie is going to be racing against your father again?" Lando asked pretending to not know that he pressed on a nerve.

Max' face hardens at the question. "Yeah" Max answers shortly and changes the conversation.

"Alright, so it's a plan. We'll meet at the lobby at 4AM. We got a private jet" Max says and everyone nods and says goodbye in the call.

Lando looked at the unanswered texts he left Nathalie. She hadn't answered him since the beach and the next day she was gone and the drivers had to fly to the next race.

Lando fell more and more for the rally driver. He had followed her process in social media. Her team posted a lot about her.

Lando followed everything.